The Fox and the Grapes

I recently read this short story of the Fox and the Grapes:

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox’s mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them. The bunch hung from a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he tried, but in vain. Now he sat down and looked at the grapes in disgust. What a fool I am,” he said. Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of sour grapes that are not worth gaping for.” And off he walked very, very scornfully.

In the past, there were times when I was eyeing grapes that were just out of reach, and when I failed to grab them, I responded in spite as a coping mechanism.

I’ve since learned to deal with rejection and failure in a more healthy manner. But reading this story is a reminder to not belittle that which is beyond my reach.

October 12, 2022

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